RPAGF Chapter 290 In front of the exchange shop
Chapter 290 In front of the exchange shop
After leaving the stone platform, Mo Ming wandered around the blessed land for half a day, killing many earth-attribute ferocious beasts and upgrading his earth-attribute soul card to the Radiant Orange level before leaving the blessed land through the Light Cave.
I was thinking of opening the map to find the nearest blessed land, but instead I found some small house-shaped markers on it.
"Could it be... a money exchange shop?"
Mo Ming was filled with excitement and immediately decided to go to the nearest small house to find out what was going on.
After leaving the stone platform, Mo Ming wandered around the blessed land for half a day, killing many earth-attribute ferocious beasts along the way.
With each kill, the power within the Soul Card was further enhanced, until the Earth-attribute Soul Card finally broke through to the Radiant Orange level. The dazzling orange light was like a small sun, shining on his face and bringing a sense of warmth.
Having already gained a great deal in this blessed land, and almost certain that the core of this blessed land is the stone platform that refreshes the exchange cards, and that it will not refresh again for a while, I casually upgraded the earth attribute soul card to the Radiant Orange level and then decisively left the blessed land through the light cave.
Standing outside the blessed land, Mo Ming took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air. He took out a map, preparing to check if there were any other blessed lands nearby before continuing his adventure. However, as his gaze swept across the map, he unexpectedly discovered some small house-shaped markings.
"What is this?" Mo Ming frowned slightly. These markings were definitely not there before; they must be new. Then, a thought struck him, "Could it be... an exchange shop?"
Thinking of this, he became excited. The exchange shop—this was one of the most wonderful things about this secret realm.
Not only can you exchange for rare materials such as Soul Cards and weapons and equipment, but if you're lucky, you might even encounter some legendary treasures!
Mo Ming suppressed his excitement and forced himself to calm down. While the exchange shop was tempting, it might also attract the attention of other adventurers.
If he went there rashly, he would probably run into trouble. However, upon further reflection, he realized that his strength had greatly increased, so there was no need to be too afraid. He immediately decided to go and investigate the nearest small house first.
Following the map's directions, Mo Ming passed through a deep forest and crossed several hills. Along the way, he cautiously observed his surroundings, fearing an ambush.
Finally, he saw the small house marked on the map in the distance. It was a quaint little house with a roof covered with gray tiles and walls covered with the marks of time, as if it had been there for a long time.
However, just as he was about to approach the small house, the atmosphere around him suddenly changed.
"stop!"
A deep voice came from the side.
Mo Ming abruptly stopped, his gaze sweeping towards the direction of the sound. Three figures slowly emerged from the woods, surrounding him. All three were men, dressed differently, but their eyes gleamed with ill intent.
"Who are you?" Mo Ming asked, frowning, immediately becoming wary.
The leader sneered, his face full of mockery: "Kid, you don't need to know who we are. We only want one thing—hand over your redemption card, and we'll spare your life!"
"Redeem card?"
Mo Ming was startled, then his face darkened. These people were quite shrewd; they were simply lying in wait next to the exchange shop, no different from waiting for an armored truck at the bank.
He scanned his surroundings and noticed some deliberately concealed signs of battle. It seemed he wasn't the first prey to be targeted.
Thinking of this, Mo Ming felt a little excited. Who the prey is... is not necessarily true!
"What if I say no?" Mo Ming replied coldly, his tone tinged with chill.
The leader laughed, his eyes full of contempt: "Kid, don't be ungrateful! My three brothers and I are not to be trifled with. You can't take us on by yourself. Hand over the exchange card, and we might spare your life. Otherwise... hmph, don't blame us for being ruthless!"
Mo Ming secretly observed the three of them.
The leading man possessed the strongest aura, likely a powerful orange-level expert, while the other two, though slightly weaker, had both reached the crimson-purple level.
Such a combination is indeed not something an ordinary person can handle. However, Mo Ming did not back down in the slightest; he was not someone to be trifled with now.
"It seems there's no point in talking today." Mo Ming slowly drew his weapon, a glint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.
Upon seeing this, the leader's face darkened: "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!"
Mo Ming gripped the bronze demon-suppressing sword with both hands, a flame-like light faintly appearing on its blade, causing the air temperature to rise sharply. His gaze swept over the three people in front of him like a blade, and he said coldly, "Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish."
Upon seeing this, the leader's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and sneered, "Kid, you've got some guts. But guts alone won't get you anywhere! Brothers, enough talk, kill him!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the three of them attacked simultaneously.
The shorter man on the left launched the first attack. He stomped his foot, and the yellow light on his boots flashed. The ground immediately cracked open, and countless sharp stone spikes shot out from the ground, aiming straight for Mo Ming's lower body, trying to restrict his movements.
"Your boots are quite nice!" Mo Ming murmured to himself, then nimbly leaped away from the ground spikes.
The tall man on the right suddenly flashed past, his figure instantly turning into a blur, circling behind Mo Ming, holding a short blade in his hand, and stabbing fiercely at Mo Ming's back.
Mo Ming didn't even turn around; he simply flicked his wrist, and the Demon-Suppressing Sword drew a perfect arc behind him, blocking the short blade.
The leading orange-level man stood still, watching the scene with a cold smile. He didn't rush to attack, but instead crossed his arms over his chest, seemingly observing Mo Ming's strength.
The power of thunder accumulated in his arm, faintly crackling, ready to unleash a fatal blow at any moment.
Facing the two's encirclement, Mo Ming remained calm. He snorted coldly, stomped his foot, and swept the bronze demon-suppressing sword out, flames erupting from its blade to form a fire barrier that incinerated all the incoming stone spikes.
"You have a small skill, but you still dare to do the same thing!"
Mo Ming sneered and waved his hand, the flames transforming into a fire dragon that roared and pounced on the short man.
At the same time, he abruptly shifted his body to the side, dodging the tall man's short blade attack, and swung his sword backhand. The blade, scorching with flames, sliced through the air, aiming straight for the tall man's chest.
A flicker of fear crossed the tall man's eyes as he retreated rapidly, narrowly avoiding the sword strike. Even so, his clothes were still scorched by the flames, leaving a charred patch on his chest.
"What a quick response!"